Tuesday, September 21, 2010

I'm falling, slow motion, dissolve

Bram Dijkstra writes about ART. He reckons that this painting is
...probably the most exaggerated image of eroticized feminine passivity ever produced. In a bed of drapery as fluid in texture as the waves of the ocean nearby, a woman sleeps in self-satisfied exhaustion. Her body, as soft and unstable as an under-cooked pudding, would appear to be in the process of dissolving into the textures of cloth and wave with which she is surrounded. That this woman could ever awaken, left alone lift herself out of the throes of her self-dissolving languor, would appear to be a physical impossibility.
This is gloriously overheated prose and according to our sources it was written after a 30-hour non-stop Red-Bull-fuelled binge of accessing Feeder P0rn sites.

Here at Riddled we are objective and have no axe to grind.* We are content to repeat our earlier warning about the dangers of steamroller accidents. We are also forthright, uncorruptible, fearless and committed to the public weal, and let the record show that we are unswayed by the powerful steamroller lobby.

* In fact our access to edged weapons in general is tightly controlled.

11 comments:

Another Kiwi said...

At the centre of the bottom edge is a black blob which turns out to be a cat on magnification. This woman was sooo irresponsible to take a cat onto a building site and I don't think that I can see any safety equipment of any kind.
I do not blame the trustworthy and generous Steam Roller companies in any way for this

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

He (Bram Dijkstra) is probably best known for two books that have escaped the academic world into the world of popular culture:

* Idols of Perversity: Fantasies of Feminine Evil in Fin-de-siècle Culture (1986)
* Evil Sisters: The Threat of Female Sexuality and the Cult of Manhood (1996)


If you see either of these books, please contact the proper authorities.
~

Substance McGravitas said...

In a bed of drapery as fluid in texture as the waves of the ocean nearby, a woman sleeps in self-satisfied exhaustion.

It'd be a better painting if she was dead.

Jennifer said...

The woman doesn't appear to need a Kush. None of those woman of that period ever do.

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

a woman sleeps in self-satisfied exhaustion.

She'd be censured by Christine O'Donnell. Fer sher.

mikey said...

I'm pretty sure that moments before this image was captured, someone caught on fire and a nice girl from Kansas was just trying to help them when she threw that bucket of water that got on the melting lady.

It's all just a misunderstanding, like when that house fell on her sister...

Smut Clyde said...

It'd be a better painting if she was dead.

If Dijkstra is to be believed, that sentiment was widely shared among fin-de-siecle artists.

ckc (not kc) said...

...as soft and unstable as an under-cooked pudding

some of us are TRYING to eat!

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

In fact our access to edged weapons in general is tightly controlled.

Trebuchets got no points!

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

* In fact our access to edged weapons in general is tightly controlled.

mikey has led me to believe explosives are a workable substitute..

Smut Clyde said...

Access to trebuchets not controlled.